[ did the thing..the getaway thing elsewhere, don't even search ]
[ oh that is uncomfortable..super cool but...can it read his mind? Fuck A lackluster shrug Getaway's been avoiding the uptight dwarf since he got aboard ]
eh? what? why are you even here? isn't there elsewhere in need if stalking? [ Rude ]
[ He'd of course roll his eyes before turning to seek out the silent one annnnnd there's the money. Very blue. Bluer than average. ] Have you always been that blue?
Mhmm. Soundwave's close. [ A very very very very upsetting thought to process as a man with a mind ]
Euh. Wait. [ He's damn sure this bird is familiar...hmmmmm ]
[ Actually. No, he's got beef with a Wrecker and his bitch ass tow hitch. Needs more glass ]
[ Getaway enjoying his completely unmonitored internal dialogue It's just elevator music. ]
The blood on your hands is something you can't lose 、all you can choose is whose.
i can walk just fine im not a lightweight sheesh [ step step step yup, steppp he doesn't remember where ratchet is ]